It had been an hour since I had crept under the covers. Still, here I was tossing and turning in my bed unable to fall asleep. I think it must have been one, when I jumped out of bed.
I grabbed a crystal bowl off the dresser and filled it with water. All I needed was to invoke a simple dream to drift asleep. There was something unearthly tonight, and I felt goosebumps crawl over my skin as I slowly said the incantation. Halfway through the ritual, I heard footsteps and saw ripples across the surface of the water. Suddenly, a deep moan resounded through the room, filling it with its eerie noise. Heart in mouth, I surveyed the room, which was lit by a faint glow from a series of purple square lamps. There was no one there.
The floorboards creakd slightly as I stood up. I picked up the bowl of water and put it on top of the dresser, and slowly waved my hands over the liquid. To my astonishment, the water was turning purple and slowly escaping in a cloud of vapour. I stumbled backwards. That was when I heard a knock on my door. I pressed my back against the wall, scarcely daring to breathe. Whover it was knocked again. I ran towards my suitcase and throwing it open, fumbled around till I found a small black pouch. Armed with a handful of golden sleeping sand, I walked towards the door.
" Hey Madelyn, it's me." I heard Adrianne's sleepy voice mumble.
A wave of relief washed over me, and I twisted the doorknob, throwing the door open. Adrianne walked in and stood beside the door.
"I couldn't sleep," she said. "I was hoping a little bit of your hocus pocus could help."
I rolled my eyes.
Suddenly, there was a crashing sound upstairs. Adrianne's eyes shot open and she looked at me wide-eyed, while I clenched my fist tighter around the sand.
"Do you think we should go check that out?" I asked.
"I don't think there's any need for concern," a voice came from the doorway. Both of us screamed and turned to the doorway at the same time. A pale woman, dressed in red robes stood near the door. She was beautiful, and her long gold hair cascaded down to her waist, moving ever so slightly as she walked towards us. She smiled warmly, and her skin glowed. I would've welcomed her, if not for the fact that she seemed sort of transparent and ghost-like.
"Get back!" I yelled at Adrianne.
Somewhere, there was movement in the house, and I heard footsteps and the voices of my sisters making their way up the stairs.
However, Adrianne remained rooted to the spot. Only one word escaped her trembling lips.
"Mom," she whispered.